Chapter 132 I'm Just Helping You
Hong Jiaqi looked up at him, and went back to the kitchen without saying anything, it was just next time, it was hard for her, but why did she feel aggrieved in her heart?
It took a few minutes to make the noodles, and Hong Jiaqi brought them out and put them on the table. She looked up at Pei Zhihan who was reading the newspaper on the other side of the sofa, "Is there anything else I need to do."
Pei Zhihan put down the newspaper and walked over, looking at the eggs on the table, "Don't you know that sick people will get angry if they eat eggs?"
Hong Jiaqi frowned and looked at him, thinking that he did it on purpose, but she didn't want to explain anything, she didn't want to be bored with him, "I'm going to sleep."
"You go to sleep after Shuangruo has eaten, and everyone else can go to rest." Pei Zhihan's indifferent tone was almost giving the last order.
Hong Jiaqi gritted her teeth and endured, "Yes, Uncle Pei"
Pei Zhihan stared deeply at her fair face, trying to find the slightest reluctance, but her face was only plain.It seems that doing these things is not a wronged thing, she is very willing, even if it is to take care of her 'rival'?
The suppressed anger roared in his chest, Pei Zhihan's chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth and said, "Take these to Shuangruo's room."
"Master, let me do it." An Lan hurriedly stepped forward, "I'm the servant." Hong Jiaqi's doing this is enough, and if she continues to do it, it's really too much.
Pei Zhihan just looked at Hong Jiaqi coldly, he thought she would make a choice that satisfied him.
An Lan turned around and put the noodles and eggs on the tray, and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by Hong Jiaqi, "Let me do it."
How could she refuse Uncle Pei's order?
"Miss Hong..." How could she repeatedly wrong herself like this.
After entering the room, Hong Jiaqi put the noodles on the bedside table. Leng Shuangruo on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep and didn't wake up, but the quilt was not covered well. Hong Jiaqi went over to cover her up, and then turned and left the room.
Pei Zhihan, who was standing at the door, saw this scene and went into the study next to him.
Hong Jiaqi closed the door of Leng Shuangruo's room, and was going to look for Uncle Pei, but she didn't see Uncle Pei in the living room when she went downstairs, and the servants went to rest, the living room was suddenly empty, she looked up and looked upstairs Uncle Pei's room, thinking that he should have gone back to his room, went to the kitchen to look at the porridge on the electric saucepan, she was going to take a rest in the room, anyway, it was still 10 minutes before the porridge was ready.
Opening the door and entering the room, Hong Jiaqi was about to take a shower. Just as she took off her knitted sweater, she looked up and saw that there was another person in the room. She quickly put it on again, terrified, "Why are you in my room?"
"This is my home, which room doesn't belong to me?" Pei Zhihan said lightly and turned around, "Hong Jiaqi, you haven't figured out your identity yet."
Indeed, everything here belongs to Uncle Pei, how could she use the word 'my'?Hong Jiaqi turned around and opened the door, "I'll go see Shuangruo." Since he wants to stay in this room, she should leave.
"What did you do to her today?" Pei Zhihan looked at her sternly. If eyes could kill, Hong Jiaqi died no less than ten times. "Why can't she think about it?"
take things too hard?She admitted that what she said in the afternoon was too much, but if Leng Shuang has such a strong personality, she shouldn't be troubled by it, and she was so anxious to see Pei Zhihan, how could she easily seek death.
It's just a trick.
"At the engagement banquet, you said it yourself that you don't love her and want to separate from her. I'm just helping you." Hong Jiaqi's face was neither red nor her heart was beating.
"Help me? Hong Jiaqi, I think it's because of jealousy." Pei Zhihan walked over step by step, and as soon as he grabbed Hong Jiaqi's wrist, Hong Jiaqi felt the pain terribly, and raised her head to meet those cannibalistic eyes, "You I can't see another woman by my side."
(End of this chapter)
Hong Jiaqi looked up at him, and went back to the kitchen without saying anything, it was just next time, it was hard for her, but why did she feel aggrieved in her heart?
It took a few minutes to make the noodles, and Hong Jiaqi brought them out and put them on the table. She looked up at Pei Zhihan who was reading the newspaper on the other side of the sofa, "Is there anything else I need to do."
Pei Zhihan put down the newspaper and walked over, looking at the eggs on the table, "Don't you know that sick people will get angry if they eat eggs?"
Hong Jiaqi frowned and looked at him, thinking that he did it on purpose, but she didn't want to explain anything, she didn't want to be bored with him, "I'm going to sleep."
"You go to sleep after Shuangruo has eaten, and everyone else can go to rest." Pei Zhihan's indifferent tone was almost giving the last order.
Hong Jiaqi gritted her teeth and endured, "Yes, Uncle Pei"
Pei Zhihan stared deeply at her fair face, trying to find the slightest reluctance, but her face was only plain.It seems that doing these things is not a wronged thing, she is very willing, even if it is to take care of her 'rival'?
The suppressed anger roared in his chest, Pei Zhihan's chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth and said, "Take these to Shuangruo's room."
"Master, let me do it." An Lan hurriedly stepped forward, "I'm the servant." Hong Jiaqi's doing this is enough, and if she continues to do it, it's really too much.
Pei Zhihan just looked at Hong Jiaqi coldly, he thought she would make a choice that satisfied him.
An Lan turned around and put the noodles and eggs on the tray, and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by Hong Jiaqi, "Let me do it."
How could she refuse Uncle Pei's order?
"Miss Hong..." How could she repeatedly wrong herself like this.
After entering the room, Hong Jiaqi put the noodles on the bedside table. Leng Shuangruo on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep and didn't wake up, but the quilt was not covered well. Hong Jiaqi went over to cover her up, and then turned and left the room.
Pei Zhihan, who was standing at the door, saw this scene and went into the study next to him.
Hong Jiaqi closed the door of Leng Shuangruo's room, and was going to look for Uncle Pei, but she didn't see Uncle Pei in the living room when she went downstairs, and the servants went to rest, the living room was suddenly empty, she looked up and looked upstairs Uncle Pei's room, thinking that he should have gone back to his room, went to the kitchen to look at the porridge on the electric saucepan, she was going to take a rest in the room, anyway, it was still 10 minutes before the porridge was ready.
Opening the door and entering the room, Hong Jiaqi was about to take a shower. Just as she took off her knitted sweater, she looked up and saw that there was another person in the room. She quickly put it on again, terrified, "Why are you in my room?"
"This is my home, which room doesn't belong to me?" Pei Zhihan said lightly and turned around, "Hong Jiaqi, you haven't figured out your identity yet."
Indeed, everything here belongs to Uncle Pei, how could she use the word 'my'?Hong Jiaqi turned around and opened the door, "I'll go see Shuangruo." Since he wants to stay in this room, she should leave.
"What did you do to her today?" Pei Zhihan looked at her sternly. If eyes could kill, Hong Jiaqi died no less than ten times. "Why can't she think about it?"
take things too hard?She admitted that what she said in the afternoon was too much, but if Leng Shuang has such a strong personality, she shouldn't be troubled by it, and she was so anxious to see Pei Zhihan, how could she easily seek death.
It's just a trick.
"At the engagement banquet, you said it yourself that you don't love her and want to separate from her. I'm just helping you." Hong Jiaqi's face was neither red nor her heart was beating.
"Help me? Hong Jiaqi, I think it's because of jealousy." Pei Zhihan walked over step by step, and as soon as he grabbed Hong Jiaqi's wrist, Hong Jiaqi felt the pain terribly, and raised her head to meet those cannibalistic eyes, "You I can't see another woman by my side."
(End of this chapter)
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